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One story a week. Every week.: story-a-week

“Do you believe in fairytales?” You asked him, letting your head rest on his shoulder. God, he felt good. It felt good; your head was meant to lie, right there, on him. “Only women believe in fairytales.” “Only women believe in fairytales…yes…but who writes them?” It is women who want love, and men who […]

Disclaimer: This short story (technically not a short story) is a part of a new project of mine, called God, The Devil, and a Man walk into a bar. Caminante, no hay camino, se hace camino al andar. — Antonio Machado The traveler sat down on a sand dune and saw nothing. He heard nothing. […]

It was the third time she was asking me to come by her place. I did not want to see her, but I have always felt… inadequate when refusing people. It feels wrong, that’s all. Nevertheless, I told her that I didn’t have the money to pay for the cab fare to her place. No […]